Fan Yajing's medical skills at Jingcheng Hospital weren't top-notch, and she wasn't at the director level either.
She wasn't qualified to attend this conference.
But she couldn't accept it.
Dean Ge glanced at her indifferently. His heart hardened against her because she had repeatedly caused trouble, and he decisively refused her, "No."
"The medical association operates by the rules, and you don't qualify to stay here."
The gloom in Fan Yajing's eyes deepened, and she clenched her fists, unwilling to accept it, "I understand. I'll leave now."
Before leaving, Fan Yajing couldn't help but glance back at Xie Muchuan but caught him bending over to whisper something to Shen Yanhe, their postures close.
Her gaze chilled, and she turned to leave the conference room.
Dean Ge coughed softly and waved his hands toward the professors, "Alright, let's continue."
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Three hours later.
